Cachaco, pigeon and cat... and Claudia López's big shame.
For no one is a secret that people from Colombia’s central region are of a quality that strives to please the other, to offer respect and to try as a wonder, but sometimes that gives to doubt, given the overaction that makes them popular for being squatters, hypocrites and liars, always with their "I didn’t do anything-face” so you never know when they treat you sincerely or when they are about to give you a stabbing rag. It seems to be a generalized attitude among mountaineers who invade our city with their spoken words and their Juan Valdez hats look alike narcos, counting their wads of bills in front of all, not because they have much money, just because of that psychotic mindset of having the full salary in the pocket to rectify it every 30 seconds in front of the listener as a way to avoid proximity. The rotten fruit gets all the attention with its particular smell and the wastage of never being good enough with people who always seem to have a dirty intention in their